This past week was girls camp. My wife was one of the leaders and so she asked if I'd come along and help a couple of the days. I went up Wednesday and help set up. On the way up there a tire on the equipment trailer delaminated and shredded. I dropped it off at a tire store in the last town before getting to camp, and then drove back down in the afternoon to pick it up.
On the way back to camp I wondered about the creek that flows in the bottom of the canyon. I've never fished that creek but I had a few minutes, a rod and some flies in the car so I thought I'd go prospecting for some trout. I suspected there were trout in these waters but what kind I did not know.
I tried to get to the creek but deep willow bogs met me, making the approach more than I wanted to deal with at the time. I therefore walked up stream about one quarter mile until I found an opening in the trees. On my third cast I hooked a trout. Bringing it to hand I saw that it was a 8 inch brook trout. A couple minutes later I had landed two others. That was enough for me at the time and I headed back up to camp.
Thursday I had to go back to work but Friday morning I drove back up to camp. My wife suggested that I fish a couple of hours Friday morning and so with her blessing I put on my wet wading gear and hit the creek.
The creek has a lot of beaver ponds. That's why the willows are so thick. I know beaver a good for the stream ecosystem, but I prefer running water. I worked my way through the willows and finally out into the lower ponds. I worked my way up stream catching brook trout along the way. I caught about two dozen in total. I did hook and land two cutthroats though and so I felt quite relieved that wild, native trout still lived in this creek.
After about two hours I went back to the car. It was a successful exploration of a creek that I'd not previously fished. I'm not sure I'll be back for a while, as brook trout are not my favorite quarry, but still, it was fun.
Here is a video of the fishing.
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| Girls Camp (me in the camo shirt) |
On the way back to camp I wondered about the creek that flows in the bottom of the canyon. I've never fished that creek but I had a few minutes, a rod and some flies in the car so I thought I'd go prospecting for some trout. I suspected there were trout in these waters but what kind I did not know.
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| The canyon. |
I tried to get to the creek but deep willow bogs met me, making the approach more than I wanted to deal with at the time. I therefore walked up stream about one quarter mile until I found an opening in the trees. On my third cast I hooked a trout. Bringing it to hand I saw that it was a 8 inch brook trout. A couple minutes later I had landed two others. That was enough for me at the time and I headed back up to camp.
Thursday I had to go back to work but Friday morning I drove back up to camp. My wife suggested that I fish a couple of hours Friday morning and so with her blessing I put on my wet wading gear and hit the creek.
The creek has a lot of beaver ponds. That's why the willows are so thick. I know beaver a good for the stream ecosystem, but I prefer running water. I worked my way through the willows and finally out into the lower ponds. I worked my way up stream catching brook trout along the way. I caught about two dozen in total. I did hook and land two cutthroats though and so I felt quite relieved that wild, native trout still lived in this creek.
After about two hours I went back to the car. It was a successful exploration of a creek that I'd not previously fished. I'm not sure I'll be back for a while, as brook trout are not my favorite quarry, but still, it was fun.
Here is a video of the fishing.
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